hello comes the feline's reply, purring into Lena's mind even as it continued to lap up the cream. you are a very pretty one. It notes, hazarding a look over its shoulder. Droplets of white hang heavily on its whiskers before a long and subtly barbed tongue curls out to capture them. very pretty ones normally have other pretty ones with them and shiny things on their hands, but you don't. why is that?
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